Song:7 rings -Ariana Grande

Prada and Tony were walking hand, and into a car dealership, a salesperson quickly made their way to them.

"What can I help you with?" they asked.

"We're here to get a car," Troy told him

Prada grinned, and the sales person face lit up.

"Ok well let's go look at some cars." The sales person said.

As they were along the car lot, Troy leaned over to Prada

"You see anything you like," he asked.

Nothing has caught Pradas eyes until her eyes came across a red 2018 Dodge Challenger.

"How much is this?"

Prada asked the asked the salesperson.

The sales person stopped and walked over to the car.

"This is 28,000, but you can get it today for two thousand dollars down."

Prada looked at Troy.

"Can I get it," she looked at him and bit her lip.

Troy looked at her and grinned.

"Of course anything for my baby," he said.

"Great let's go fill out the papers." The sales person said.

***

Prada was walking outside of the mall with bags in her hand after a day of shopping.

The sky was starting to get darker even though it was only five o clock.

She made her way to her new car Troy just bought her got in and pulled out of the mall parking lot.

Prada loved it she had her music turned up as she drove down the road not how fast she was going.

Still, in the zone, she was suddenly startled to find blue and red lights flashing in her rearview mirror.

"Shit!" she exclaimed as she pulled over to avoid taking the exit

When she'd pulled over to the curb in front of an empty car wash.

She sat and waited from her side view mirror she could see a white guy in a cop uniform came walking over towards her.

Well, she couldn't see his face, but the way he was walking over she could tell she was going to get a ticket.

She rolled down her window.

"Good evening ma'am. Do you know why I pulled you over?"

Prada shook her head

"No, I don't officer..."

, She took a glance at his badge to see if she knew him but nope she didn't so she was probably going to get a ticket.

"Watkins." He told her.

He eyed her for a moment

"May I ask why you stopped me Prada said in the nicest tone she had.

"You were speeding. You were going fifty-eight in a max forty-five mile per hour zone."

"Oh sorry about that I just moved here and I'm still learning the roads." she lied.

"License, registration and insurance," he said ignoring what she just said...

Prada rolled her eyes as she reached over to her glove compartment and grabbed her documents and handed it to him. Then she went into her purse and gave him her license.

The cop leaned in slightly as collected her papers and was able to get a better view of him since now he was standing in the parking lot lights.

When Landon saw a red sports car speeding down the road, he was ready to give the driver a ticket thinking it was just some douche bag. But to his surprise, it was the pretty blonde caramel colored girl he saw before.

He was doing trying his best not to get tempted and was glad that his partner Yolanda training a new cop that day.

A sweet scent filled his nose as he leaned over and handed her paperback.

She looked at him with her big brown eyes, and Landon knew that she was the girl from the club.

Before handing back her license, he took a quick look

"Jenny Adams," he asked.

She nodded.

"Yes that's me," she replied.

She was about to reach for the ID when he pulled his hand back.

"Why do you have a fake ID?" Landon

She looked at him.

"I thought you pulled me over for speeding?" She questioned.

"I can add this to that if you don't show me a proper ID." he smirked.

He was doing his best not to let her distract him, especially for his pants sake.

She sighed and went back into her purse and pulled out her real ID and handed it to Landon.

He looked at it once again.

But this time it read Penny King he concluded it was an official ID.

He looked at her.

"Well Ms. King I'll let the speeding thing slide, but I have to confiscate your fake ID." he explained.

"Come on please I need that."

Landon looked at her.

"For what he arched his brow. He was getting skeptical.

"I know its wrong but I'ts just for work."

'What do you do?"

"I bartend at a restaurant that's all I don't use it for nothing else."

He thought about it.

"I don't know if that's a good idea," he told her.

Prada sighed she did need her ID to work and get into clubs seeing the cop wasn't sure if he should give it back she had to persuade him.

"Well can we at least talk about it," she asked.

Landon said nothing and walked over to the passenger side of her car where she unlocked the door for him.

Sliding inside all he could think about was sliding inside the girl that was in front of him.

"So why should I give you your ID back?" he asked trying his best not to get hard, but he was failing.

She turned and smiled at him.

"Because if you help me out, I'll help you out she said placing her hand on Landon's knee.

He took a good look at her she was small but still curvy in a long black t-shirt that covered most of her body.

Even though he was sure, she had shorts on underneath the thought she didn't turned him on.

"Are you really nineteen... Cause I'm not trying to get in trouble over no kid," said catching Prada off by surprise.

"Yes I am," she teased as she climbed into his lap and straddled him.

At this point, Landon was about to pop, and he flipped the switch.

"Good now what is it your going to give me," he said in a deep tone

She leaned in and gave him a kiss she had the softest lips he ever felt.

"I'm going to need more than that,' he told her sliding her shirt up revealing that she had on small red panties.

He slid her panties to the side and looked in her eyes.

Prada knew what he wanted and was glad it was easy to persuade him.

He unbuckled his pants as she slid her panties down she then went in her purse and grabbed a condom and handed it to him then tossed her purse in the backseat.

She pulled her t-shirt off revealing she wasn't wearing a bra. Before he pulled her on top so she could straddle him. As she was situating herself, he buried his face in her breast and then proceeded to lick and suck on her tiny but cute nipples.

Prada was super worked up as he grabbed his cock and glided it all the way into her in a single long thrust. She threw her head back and worked her hips slowly like she was dancing, rocking him in and out of her. She was enjoying her seven minutes of heaven.

As was he working inside her tight wet walls trying not to let go too fast as she moaned so sweetly in his ear as he felt her cumming.

soon Landon couldn't hold it anymore and had to let it go.

Once they were done they both situated and fixed their clothes.

"So do we do we have a deal?" Prada teased.
Landon looked at her

"Yea we do here you go he grinned giving her the fake ID back."

She smiled satisfied.

"Thanks, she said as he got out of her car.

Then Prada started up her car and pulled off back into the road.

So long chapter what you guys think?

What y'all think of Prada so far?

What y'all think of Landon?